I'm not so pretty nowThey're filthy next to meI'm staring at myselfIn family therapyI'm dying day by dayBut no one cries for meThey'd rather slit their wristsThan french kiss the elderly!(Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!)On the day we broke you made theOn the day that we dieOn the day we broke you made the whole worldStop it, you're hurting meStop it, you're hurting meStop it, you're hurting meStop it!I'm sitting quietlyIn gothic sympathyI tried to cut myself,But they won't watch me bleedThey do not understandThey are afraid of meThey'd rather shoot themselvesThan french kiss the elderly!(Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!)On the day we broke you made theOn the day that we dieOn the day we broke you made the whole worldStop it, you're hurting meStop it, you're hurting meStop it, you're hurting meStop it!I'm sitting pretty nowWith filthy next to meI have two tumored handsAnd a diseased bodyc'mon, let's kill ourselves,Than french kiss the elderly!On the day we broke you made theOn the day that we dieOn the day we broke you made the whole worldStop it!No!Stop it, you're hurting meStop it, you're hurting meStop itDon't...Don't you...Don't you fuckin touch me!(Don't touch me)